"What does it all mean?" asked Mr. Damon in a whisper.
"I don't know," answered Tom, resolutely, "but we've got to
find out. Come on
They advanced toward the dark clump of trees and low bushes.
There was no need to be especially cautious in regard to being
silent, as their feet made little, if any, sound on the deep
grass. And, as Tom walked in advance, now and then flashing his
light, Mr. Damon suddenly caught him by the coat.
"What is it?" asked the young inventor.
"Look! Just over the top of that hill, where the moon shines.
Don't you see an automobile outlined?"
Tom looked quickly.
"I do," he answered. "There's a road from here, just the other
side of those trees, to that hill. The auto must have gone that
way. Well, there's no use in trying to follow it now. Whoever it
was has gotten away."
"But they may have left some one behind, Tom. We'd better look
in and around those trees."
"I suppose we had, but I don't believe we'll find anything. I
can pretty nearly guess, now, what it was."
"What?" asked Mr. Damon.
"Well, some chauffeur was out for a ride in his employer's car
without permission.
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